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[lance_bass]

Long time coming and all that, yes.

JC and I need to talk. I don't think I've been intentionally running away. He's spending a hell of a lot of time in the studio, and doing press for BMU, and well, I just kind of went on about life. He hasn't exactly reached out, either, though. Hasn't called for any, like, dating or anything. Which I guess I'm

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[bobbie__thomas]

*opens the door without looking*

Hey, I'm ready...

*looks up*

Oh. You're not Beth.

[lance_bass]

No, I'm not.

And you're not JC.

::walks in::

Beth didn't mention getting together with you.

[bobbie__thomas]

No, I'm not. He's in his room.

*closes door behind him*

Keeping tabs on her? Don't worry, Lance, I'll speak highly of you in her presence. She has a fondness for you.

[lance_bass]

tell me about it.

Don't put yourself out or anything.

::a little louder:: JC? You ready?

[jc_chasez]

*finds it difficult to swallow his bite of food*

Oh.

You're. . seeing someone.

Like dating?

I thought -- well, I don't know what I thought.

[lance_bass]

Yeah. Not, like, dating dating. We haven't gone on, like, dates. Or anything.

But. Well, I mean. Okay. It's Beth. And I know that's weird, but it is. And she's.

She's.

She's there. And she ... likes me. And I know I'm way too old for this kind of high schoolish thing, but.

I didn't think we were... anything. I mean, you haven't called, either, and ...

Anyway. I thought you should know about it.

[jc_chasez]

I tried to call you. I kept finding out you were in Jamaica or Thailand. And I didn't wanna call too much. You wanted space.

Okay.

*pause*

So. Beth.

Well, she does like you. More than like.

*another pause*

Do you wanna be with her? Instead?

[lance_bass]

Instead.

That's a pretty big little word.

I'm not sure, honestly. I mean, I adore Beth. I have for years, you know that.

But lately, I don't know. I...

I love you, JC. I do. And I'm working on the whole forgiveness thing. But that... note. It cut me, deeply.

I never wanted anyone "instead" of you. I wanted Britney with you. I wanted Chris with you. I wanted you. Just you. And you left me a note.

I've got voicemail, JC. You didn't leave messages? Not even to say hello? Every time I saw your name on my missed call list, I'd look for the message, and it was never there. You say you tried, but you never said anything. How your lack of communication at all superior to mine?

There just doesn't seem to be any improvement.

It's not instead, JC. Not really.